Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Two more quick notes on the Grammys. One, Scarlett Johansson looked absolutely stunning. I mean I know I seem to swinging from her jock excessively, but this cannot be stressed enough. Second, my favorite writer, Bill Simmons kept a Grammy blog on Sunday night that I found to be quite humorous.

An ex of mine used to tell me that a job was for making money, paying the bills, and finding pleasurable things to do with the money made. She said that was more important than doing something you had a passion for doing for possibly less money. I thought then(and still do) that she was just bitter that her professional basketball career derailed a bit early, or maybe that's how she was raised. When I was younger I used to think that making money was the most important thing in achieving happiness, and everything else would come. Now that I'm a bit older, and I've worked a job or two, I disagree with that notion. And yes ideally you'd be on a job where there's an abundance of money to be made AND it just so happens to be while doing something you love. But it doesn't work out that well all the time. If I could, I'd wake up every morning, work out, watch Sportscenter, and maybe play around with some emails and this blog, and then I'd write all day long. I'd write about sports, maybe about a social issues that was gnawing at my conscience, and maybe about a cd that I'd found to be particularly interesting. But i'd write and write for a solid month, and then I'd peddle my work around to any and everyone who'd bite. And then I'd work at a bookstore hoping that some book karma would jump into my hands(because the reward damn sure wouldn't be in the pay). Would I be struggling financially? maybe. But would I be happy, you damn right..and would the big payoff come eventually? I do believe so. And as my friend Michell said very recently, as you get older, it becomes a bit too easy to become dismissive about your dreams and wishes, and blame it on the many responsibilities we now have. I'm determined to find that happy medium...I'm on a mission like Frodo here.

Staying with that theme, I am tempted to quit my job, take my tax return money, and my vacation payout, and move to New Mexico to be with my lady..and I'm tempted to do this next March. I think WAY too much to be that impulsive, but that thought has crossed my mind.

So this Saturday marks my return to the flag football field, and I'm very excited. I dropped out last year, and I immediately regretted it, so I am committed to staying the course(provided I don't move to New Mexico). Practices are 10am on Saturday morning, and I am looking forward to running around like a damn fool, staying in shape, and trying to relive my high school athletic glory. Plus its co-ed so who knows what can pop out or get pulled down accidentally. Good times all around!!!

Finally, this is black history month, and I've been pretty mum about it thus far. So, to me, black history month(I feel like I'm in high school) is about turning others on to the accomplishments of someone who really doesn't receive a lot of shine or recognition for whatever reason. So, when you get the chance, please read a book by the late Ralph Wiley. Yes he was a sportswriter, but to limit him as such would be a crime. He tackled social issues with the same degree of eloquence, and even if I didn't agree with his stance I can't say that he didn't make me think. Here is a listing of some of his works. If you get a chance, pick one up and read it. He is a bit preachy, but there's enough humor in there to offset it.

Gnarls Barkley - St. Elsewhere

6 comments:

hadassah444 said...

wait do you mean...
next month March or next year March?
I think you should pack, move, get married then spend a few good months not working just writing.
and of course about anything other then woman or music...

m.g. said...

dude, i'm too wrapped around the idea of making lots of money. my salary has increased each year since i've been working and i only want more.

(speaking of which, do you have any leads w/ sports teams? i'm the illest contract negotiator this side of Farragut Square.)

rashad said...

mg, i have no sports leads my man. i live vicariously through my boy Kerry who works for the Post. But I'm on a mission to get on board with page 2 at espn.com

raydiance said...

I think that people don't believe in themselves enough nowadays and they make all kinds of excuses to hide that. You can't get anywhere playing it safe. People who take risks are rewarded - not instantly nor easily - but truly believe that they are.

Jo said...

You stealin' my bookstore job?

Jo said...

P.S. Rashad . . . you can't post a comment on your own BLOG? Forcrying out loud, what is that all about?